Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Bulgaria and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1965 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell to the punk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Rufus Thomas. All the underground hits.
All Supertramp tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Harpers Bizarre record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fifty Foot Hose record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gang Gang Dance,
Rotary Connection,
June of 44,
Pierre Henry,
Y Pants,
Drexciya,
Nico,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Gap Band,
Moby Grape,
Delon & Dalcan,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Subhumans,
The Fire Engines,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
UT,
Stiv Bators,
Lalann,
Ken Boothe,
Second Layer,
China Crisis,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
In Retrospect,
Main Source,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Bronski Beat,
Peter & Gordon,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Bobby Byrd,
The Skatalites,
Gong,
Lee Hazlewood,
Animal Collective,
Ludus,
Surgeon,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Monks,
Depeche Mode,
Deadbeat,
Nick Fraelich,
Sonic Youth,
Piero Umiliani,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Bluetip,
Dawn Penn,
X-102,
Shuggie Otis,
Swell Maps,
Sight & Sound,
Crispy Ambulance,
Desert Stars,
Ultravox,
Lalo Schifrin,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Sällskapet,
Hashim,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Stereo Dub,
Jeff Lynne,
Sex Pistols, Sex Pistols, Sex Pistols, Sex Pistols.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.